The night was hazy, and Mei Yizhu naturally heard the voices outside the window.
He stood up, swept away the folds of his blue and green robe, walked slowly to the door, raised his hand and opened the door. He saw the three people standing under the window, and his clear and watery black eyes flashed.
Passed by, her thin lips parted slightly, and a warm voice with a hint of exhaustion sounded faintly.
"Come in!"
After saying this, Mei Yizhu turned around, her back as tall as a green bamboo, her hands behind her back, and walked back into the room and sat on the chair next to the square table.
Looking at Mei Yizhu's serious expression, Feng Qingzhuang guessed that he must have something to ask, without any embarrassment or guilt of being caught peeping, she walked briskly into the room, first walked to the bed and looked at Cui Er
, seeing that although her face was a little pale, her breathing was steady, and her hands were not as cold as before. Knowing that Cui'er was fine, Feng Qingzhuang's heart that was hanging in the air finally dropped.
Then, she moved from the bed to the table and sat across the table from Mei Yizhu.
Gan Song felt no guilt. After Feng Qingzhuang entered the room, he strode to the table, found a chair and sat down quietly. Although he had doubts in his heart, he did not dare to ask. But Gan Sui was heartbroken.
Uneasy, with his head lowered, like a child who has made a mistake, he moved with small steps, and walked a dozen steps away from a few steps. He slowly moved to the table like a turtle crawling, and took a seat on the last free table.
Sit down on the chair
The four people sat around the table, and no one made a sound for a while. The room was silent except for the breathing and heartbeats of a few people.
Mei Yizhu raised her eyes, and the figure of Feng Qingzhuang sitting opposite happened to fall into her eyes.
After bathing, she took off her long black dress in the evening and put on a blue suit. The loose men's clothes were worn on her body, which was a bit baggy. The whole person retreated from the mystery of black and looked a bit lazy.
Her black hair was like a piece of fine silk, without any restraints, just hanging freely behind her. The cold wind of the night came in from the door, lifting her long hair, and the elegant and pleasant fragrance of magnolia danced in the wind.
It is carried gently by the wind and passes through the nose. It makes people feel refreshed and relieves fatigue.
The orange candlelight in the room gave off a soft light, which reflected on her exquisite and beautiful facial features, hazy and blurred, giving her somewhat cold face a layer of softness.
Although such a woman seems to be cold-hearted, she is also both soft and strong. She has a cold pride in her bones that is not inferior to the cold plum, and is not inferior to the toughness of the pines and cypresses. At the same time, she also has the tenderness of a daughter's family.
Mei Yizhu thought, who is lucky enough to let her show tenderness?
While Mei Yizhu was looking at Feng Qingzhuang, her eyes were also looking at him.
I saw Mei Yizhu's face was tired and his eyes were bloodshot, which showed that he had spent a lot of time treating Cui'er just now.
At this moment, Feng Qingzhuang felt a real sense of gratitude in her heart and slightly opened her red lips, saying slowly
"Miracle Doctor Mei, thank you very much for saving Tweet's life. Feng Qingzhuang would like to thank me. I see that you look tired. I must have spent a lot of time treating Tweetie. If you have anything to say, please speak up."
"Then I'll ask directly. Did you see the rescue of Tweety just now?"
Mei Yizhu's black eyes flashed with a faint light, and the corners of her lips were still outlined with a gentle and gentle smile, like the spring breeze blowing by, but there was a cold air hidden in her voice, which was usually as gentle as the wind, but also revealed the coldness of the spring cold.